Masturbating in the New Office

"So, here it is," Damon said, spreading his arms out in an exaggerated flourish like he'd just landed a triple backflip.

Tomi surveyed the room, her new office, checking out its view and the plush carpeting. "Wow. This is... really nice." And for the most part she meant it. The office was modern in design and spacious, with a window overlooking the busy street below them. But there was one issue that stuck out to Tomi since before she'd even set foot in the room. The issue, the one real complaint she could have, was the huge glass wall that connected her little alcove to the rest of the office.

So much for privacy, she'd thought after seeing the clear barrier that was all that separated her from her team. But at least it was better than what her underlings would be working in once the move-in was finished. Damon and the other executives had pushed for a more "communal" environment in the new offices, so they'd done away with cubicles or even separate desks, leaving the regular attorneys to suffer the indignities of an open office. Forget privacy, those poor souls wouldn't even have personal space.

"I'm glad you like it," Damon said with a beaming smile. "Honestly, I thought you'd be a little miffed by the change is approach. But you know how it is, we value transparency over everything."

Damon broke out into a heavy chest-laugh at his own joke. "Get it? Transparency?" He continued to laugh heartily and Tomi reluctantly joined in with him. She didn't really find it funny—no sensible human really would—but he was technically her boss, and from how long she'd known Damon, Tomi understood the joke wasn't a jab at her; the man legitimately loved making puns.

Damon settled down from his fit of laughter. "But seriously, don't you think this will be better for the relationship between you and your team? This way, they know they're respected, as well as that you're always available if they ever need anything."

"Yeah," Tomi told him, "absolutely." The idea actually seemed pretty silly to her, even potentially awkward, however she supposed it made some degree of sense. Not to mention, Damon believed in the concept enough to use it in his own private office. Tomi had to admit, she never felt claustrophobic when visiting him, and his office did appear quite open.

Damon clapped his hands together lightly. "Great! I've got to talk to the other team leaders, so I'll leave you for now. Feel free to roam around as much as you like. And remember to get your stuff together; the move-in date will sneak up faster than you expect."

He left then, waving back at Tomi as he walked away.

She stood in the mostly empty space for a few minutes, admiring the view and enjoying the cool A/C blasting from above. Outside, the summer heat beat down mercilessly on the pedestrians walking the less-than-clean streets of NYC.

"It could be worse," Tomi said to herself, thinking of the open office awaiting her team. "It could be much worse."

A few weeks later, having fully moved into the new space, Tomi clacked away methodically on her keyboard. It was late at night, and lights from the offices of other workaholics shone in distant windows. Tomi's fingers moved as if she were in a trance, finding each key with fluid grace.

It was a quiet Friday evening. Almost all of her team had already left, gone home or out for drinks. But there was a new contract that needed to be worked out by next week, and unfortunately there was no one waiting for her at home, so Tomi had kept working until she lost herself in it. The process was just so straightforward and unambiguous to her that it became almost mesmerizing. Open message, check changes, redline, then send an email back; like water flowing into a bamboo fountain.

Finally Tomi was taken out of the hypnotic state when she put her water bottle to her lips and found it empty. She set the bottle down on the desk and leaned back into her chair with a heavy sigh. The watch on her wrist watch read 12:30, much later than she anticipated. A car horn blared on the street outside. Even at such a late hour, there was no escape from the city's noise.

I shouldn't be doing this to myself, Tomi thought as she absently looked out the window. I can't keep operating like some simple automaton. I need to add some more human elements into my life before I became a lonely cat person—or else I start being mysteriously drawn to bridges.

Tomi playfully spun around in her office chair, arms out as if to mimic a helicopter. It felt like the appropriate thing to do in the moment—a burst of spontaneity to break her out of her funk.

Then I guess it's a good thing that I'm allergic to cats and have a deep phobia of heights.

Tomi continued to spin in her chair until she started to get a little dizzy, her ordered brain swirling around inside her skull. The whole thing made her chuckle out loud. She thought she must look so ridiculous to anyone looking in from the adjacent office building. It was at that moment that Tomi noticed the other person besides herself still working on the project

Tomi stopped laughing immediately as she caught Lian looking askance at her on the opposite side of the glass wall. Their eyes caught for a single, heart-palpitating second and then Lian swiftly turned back to his work, clearly frazzled.

Tomi covered her face with her hands and cursed quietly. Of course she'd be oblivious enough to make a fool out of herself in front of the one guy on the team she was actually interested in. Tomi hadn't even noticed that he remained after everyone else had left. And it shouldn't be so surprising he would, Tomi knew Lian was as diligent at work as she was.

Lian had joined the team about two months ago. He struck people as a shy person who talked softly and usually followed rules to the letter; but overall, a skilled attorney with good attention to detail. And he was hot, too. Lian's diligence expanded beyond the office, as his consistent gym schedule attested to, a schedule which granted him a toned body.

Tomi's eyes had been on him since the second they met. He was exactly her type: masculine with a slight, subdued quality of boyish beauty in her facial features. Lian's black hair curled immaculately, and his shirts always showed off the strong forearms underneath them. Not to mention, it'd slipped out a few weeks ago that he was single at the moment.

Now, with her little stunt in the chair, Tomi was petrified she'd ruined her chances to get with him. It had been a long time since she'd been in a relationship. Her last boyfriend was Shaun, that absolute shithead. Tomi had no clue why she ever thought Shaun was a good match for her. He was so bland. Once, when Tomi wanted to spice up their sex life, he even turned down her offer to try anal, calling it "disgusting". I mean, honestly, what kind of guy turns down anal!

Lian, however, was just perfect. Tomi had been laying plans to get him in her net for the whole two months since he joined them, flirting with him surreptitiously when they were alone, or getting a little more personal with him than was proper in a business setting. And Tomi knew she was attractive enough to get his attention. It wasn't a product of vanity or anything, either. All of her friends thought that Tomi had seriously gotten lucky in the genetic lottery, with a lovely face, ample breasts, and a firm, round ass. So it was likely Lian was attracted to her as well. She was so close to getting him. But after seeing her little mental breakdown, Lian probably thought she was totally insane.

Tomi sunk lower in her chair. It was over for them.

Then, suddenly, a bold idea came into her mind—an idea just absurd enough to possibly work. Tomi picked her face up from off the desk and checked on Lian. He was looking at her again, clearly worried about her, but had turned away the moment he saw he'd been found out, a blush rising to his cheeks.

Tomi broke into a smile full of mischief. Okay. This could actually work.

The first part of her patently absurd plan was to close her window's blinds. She was about to take a big risk, so it was necessary to reduce the chances of getting in trouble as much as she could. The next step, a very important one, was to quietly slip off her plain panties. Then Tomi positioned her legs so that her bare, elegantly trimmed pussy could be seen under the desk and between her knee-length skirt. The last step was to sit and wait.

Fortunately, Tomi didn't have to wait long until Lian tilted his head to check on her again. At first, she was worried he wouldn't see, and all her very limited efforts would go to waste, but Lian's wide eyes confirmed that he had in fact, seen what she wanted him to.

Lian turned to his computer faster than lightning strikes, a deep red coming to his face. Tomi saw him swallow hard and nervously rub his forehead with his hand, looking like he was about to have a heart attack. And everything considered, maybe he was.

Tomi watched his futile attempt to try to get his mind on the contract again. She couldn't help but smirk as Lian furrowed his brows and moved his face closer to the glowing computer screen, all while his leg tapped a furious beat under the desk.

Seeing his bashful response, Tomi knew it was time to seize on her chance, and the only way to do that was to go further. She opened her blouse, slipped off her bra, and hiked her skirt up for better access. Two of Tomi's fingers found their way into her mouth. When they were suitably covered in spit, she moved the, down to her exposed, pink pussy. To make things easier, Tomi used her legs to push the chair out and place it next to the desk, directly facing the glass. If the pattern she observed in Lian was right (and it almost definitely was), he wouldn't be able to resist another glance her way. When he did, he'd be hers.

Tomi started to rub her puffy labia, the slick saliva from her mouth working as a wonderful lube. It took less than a minute for temptation to take hold of Lian, as his eyes wandered over to the glass wall once more. But it was that slight motion which threw him over the edge.

Tomi wasn't quite sure what Lian had been expecting when he turned to her, but she was sure the sight of her bare breasts and slick pussy was greater than what resided in his wildest dreams. By giving into curiosity's temptation—like Orpheus had in his escape from Hades—Lian sealed his fate for good. Right there, he ceased to be a mild mannered lawyer and became a simple beast lusting for sex. His brain turned to mush, along with every reasonable thought persisting in it.

Tomi sensed this, sticking two slippery digits into her depths to help feed his growing desire. Her other hand roamed up from her stomach to her plump breasts and stiff nipples. She too was overtaken by the urge to cede herself to pleasure. Every cell in Tomi's body was electrified by the salacious show she was giving. Blood rushed to her aching pussy, increasing its sensitivity.

Lian watched her masturbate, completely enthralled by her every movement. Everything but her body went out of focus. He started panting, his cock already harder than it'd ever been, so much so that it was almost painful. Lian couldn't help but pull his throbbing member out and grip it tightly. He gratified himself along with his boss, both of them staring lustily into the other's eyes.

Lian jerked his cock feverishly, his strong forearm straining as precum dripped from his bulging cock-head. Tomi was someone he admired, a person who carried out their duty, yet could go above and beyond. She was so beautiful that he always considered her too far above him to ever see him as anything other than a mentee. However, there Tomi was, right in front of him, shoving her fingers into her wet pussy, moaning while he tugged at his cock. Only the brittle, transparent wall separated the two of them.

Tomi was just as overjoyed by the turn of events as Lian. The ecstasy she experienced was unlike anything her previous boyfriends ever gave her. There was an otherworldly excitement to exposing herself in her place of her work, and to an underling no less. At last, after masturbating with Lian for a good three minutes, and seeing that his approaching orgasm, Tomi gestured for him to come into her office.

She mouthed, "I want you," from her side of the glass, her full lips an image of absolute eroticism to Lian. He complied to her order with somehow even greater eagerness than usual, nearly slamming the door as he came in. His cock stood out at attention before Tomi. It throbbed subtly in his hand.

"Are you sure?" he asked between ragged breaths.

Tomi merely scoffed. "Come here; let me show you how sure I am."

Lian approached cautiously. When he was close enough, Tomi pulled his lips to her own and gave him a deep french-kiss. Their tongues intertwined, wet and warm. Lian's manhood strained at the amorous touch. Tomi noticed this and drew back from the kiss.

"Do you want me to do something about that?" she whispered, pointing at his cock.

Lian swallowed again, then nodded his head.

"Okay, honey, but you have to promise to... reciprocate my efforts. Got it?"

"I got it," he said. "I promise."

Tomi ran her soft palm over his face. "Good."

She began to squat down in her high heels. Lian's impressive member stood fully erect, curving up at an angle. She was so close that she could see the veins in his cock, so close that she could smell his manly musk. It was just so tantalizing, she could barely stand it.

Tomi stuck her tongue out and gave a long, gingerly lick along the length of Lian's large cock. He shuddered as she teased him, but didn't make a move. Tomi placed his blood-engorged head in her mouth, twirling her tongue around it and focusing on his urethra. Lian let out a low grunt.

"You like that?" she asked, taking his cock out of her mouth and smirking again.

"It's... heavenly."

"Ding ding, you've got the right answer."

Inexpressibly satisfied with Lian's physical and verbal response to her tongue, Tomi took in his entire entire length in one swift movement, holding back gags because of his size. She bobbed up and down his cock, leaving long trails of spit as she went. When she was collected enough to, Tomi pushed him all the way to the back of her throat, the ensuing spasms only serving to heighten the experience for Lian.

Tomi's velvety tongue sent tingles down Lian's shaft and into his balls. She vacillated between sucking so that the sides of her mouth pressed in, and deepthroating Lian so hard that spit spilled onto her chin as small tears formed in her eyes, smudging her makeup. The latter was tiring, so Tomi took short breaks where she licked his balls and caught her breath.

Then, just because she wanted to spoil him on this special occasion, Tomi pressed her breasts together and slid Lian's spit-covered penis between them, keeping a constant pressure with her hands. No one had ever given Lian a boobjob before, so that alone was almost enough to push him over the edge.

"I want all the thick come in those balls of yours." Tomi told him while she moved her tits up on down on his shaft (being an astute student of language, dirty talk was another skill of Tomi's).

"You want to spurt it all out for me, don't you? You want to release all the pressure that's built up in there."

"I do," Lian told her, and felt his balls pull up.

Tomi started licking his head, while still continuing the titjob. "Then do it, stud."

As if on cue, Lian released a low, atavistic groan, signaling that his orgasm had come. Tomi sensed this immediately and put his head fully in her mouth. She was just in time to feel Lian shoot rope after rope of hot come out his cock. It filled her mouth, nearly to the point of trickling down her throat. But she milked him further anyway, sucking out every last ounce of semen that remained in his member. After all, she had decided to spoil him.

Lian nearly died right there while she sucked him dry. The pleasure he experienced was so intense that Lian was genuinely surprised his eyes weren't rolling into the back of his head, He certainly felt like he was in heaven.

Tomi pulled Lian's shaft out slowly, and he stumbled to the desk to hold himself up, all without taking his eyes off his boss. Tomi kept the sticky come in her mouth, swirling it around with her tongue. She opened up for a second to show Lian the mess he had made, then swallowed the whole load. The taste was a little rough, as always, but there was also certain manly quality that she loved and made her cunt gush.

"Holy shit," Lian said as he watched this wonderful display. He'd only ever seen women swallow come in porn before now. It was like he'd fallen through his computer screen and into one of his favorite X-rated videos, except it was better because the person having sex with him was his super hot boss. Lian wasn't sure what had gotten him such favor from some unknown deity, but he thanked with all his essence this mysterious force that he was convinced now watched over him.

Thank you, he thought. With this, I can die happy.

"Alright," Tomi said, wiping the spit from her chin and walking over to sit her desk chair, "it's your turn." She pulled her skirt fully off and spread her legs wide for Lian. He stared at her dripping pussy with burning lust, then got on his knees in front of her pink flower. Once Lian had switched places with his boss, he began to lick her labia, running up her slit to tease Tomi. She took in the view in a state of true bliss.

"Don't be shy," she told him quietly. "Give it all you've got."

So Lian stuck his tongue into her opening and used his hand to slowly rub her thigh.

She placed her hands on his head to push in closer. "That's better." The soft black hair between her fingers added a further level to the stimulation.

Lian took the... gentle hint she gave him, then moving his tongue against her walls with tactical speed as well as perfect rhythm, letting Tomi crest and fall. When she seemed on the verge of begging for him to go harder, Lian slid his hand up from her thigh to where her swollen clit lay.

Tomi felt a shock go through her at the first touch on that sensitive nub. Her walls clenched up on Lian's tongue, while her juices ran down his chin, onto the expensive carpet. The drops of sweet nectar formed a damp patch where they fell.

Tomi had to stifle her moans in case the upstairs or downstairs offices were still occupied, but it was a tall task. The situation was all just so immoral, so beyond the trappings of her daily life that it drove her off the wall with excitement. Lian's head was buried in her crotch and his tongue worked deep inside her warmth. He looked focused and incredibly aroused. Just at the edge of her vision, his cock stood to attention again.

This is really happening, Tomi thought as Lian began to move his finger around her clit in a careful circular motion. I really went through with it. I could get fired for this. I'll get fired into the next dimension if anyone ever found out. And... and it is utterly euphoric.

At last, Lian sensed the time had come to pull out his final ace and give Tomi the same level of treatment she'd given him. He moved his tongue out of her pussy, moved it up to her clit, and slid two fingers in as a replacement. It was the fabled double-pronged attack, his fingers pumping in and out at the same time his tongue flicked over her clit.

The ensuing effect was as he desired. Tomi had to cover her mouth with her hand to stop the moans from coming forth like a tidal wave, like "The Great Wave Off Kanagawa". She bucked her hips to meet his fingers, feeling an orgasm build in her core. It gradually built more until the floodgates released entirely and Tomi was rocked by her release. Her legs tensed around Lian's head and she shook in the sturdy office chair.